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S. Raekwon Lyrics

Twas the night before twistmas
It was the night before a major financial opportunity

And all through the house
There was a pervasive atmosphere of wealth and power

We had guns and money around
We possessed both weapons and abundant cash

Layin' on the couch
Casually displayed on the furniture

Was dressed with black jewelry this time
The extravagant display of wealth came in the form of expensive black jewelry

Mmmmmm, c'mon
Expressing a sense of anticipation and excitement

Everybody want me, I created thieves
I am desired by all, as I am the source of illicit activities and criminal behavior

Why I'm almost as important as the air you breathe
I hold such significance in society that I am nearly as essential as breathing

I been through hard times, when it wasn't enough for me
I have experienced times of scarcity, when I was not sufficiently abundant

Stick a weak kid'll have you livin' in luxury
Exploiting someone vulnerable will result in a life of opulence

I'm the reason niggas sellin' drugs to fiends
I am the driving force behind the sale of drugs to addicts

I'm the reason Mr. Simpson got off clean
I am the factor that allowed Mr. Simpson to be acquitted without consequence

I'm the reason some parents gotta bury they kids
I am responsible for the deaths of young individuals, forcing their parents to mourn them

And I'm the reason why your cousin on the run from feds
I am the cause of your cousin's fugitive status, being chased by law enforcement

I've been through customs, borders
I have traversed international boundaries and legal systems

I've been handled by authorities
I have been subjected to scrutiny and regulation by those in power

Drove people crazy when they couldn't see more of me
My scarcity incites obsessive behavior in those who desire greater quantities of me

I've been saved, I've been buried alive
I have been both cherished and discarded as if dead

Say my name enough and any nigga testify
Uttering my name repeatedly can compel individuals to bear witness and speak the truth

Who you think lead that whole seller ass that time
Guess who was in charge during that large-scale illegal venture?

All by myself, I created black on black crime
Single-handedly, I orchestrated conflicts within the African American community

I'm America's most, I'm tadded up with Ghostt
I am the epitome of wealth and influence, associated with Ghostt

Even my hand got big, from net to gross
My influence has grown exponentially, transforming even the size of my hand

I'm emotionless, yet I breathe jealousy and envy
Though devoid of emotions, I evoke feelings of jealousy and envy in others

People kill for me or die to defend me
Individuals are willing to commit murder in my name, or sacrifice their own lives to protect me

But in the end am I really worth the sun
However, in the grand scheme of things, is my value truly comparable to the sun?

Rich people make me work for them
Affluent individuals utilize me to generate further wealth

And poor people work for me
Impoverished individuals labor in service of acquiring me

Who am I? Nigga I'm money
I am none other than money itself

See the gun wound, went down for you
Observing the gunshot injury, suffered on one's behalf

Who ran up in the house, duke
Identifying the intruder who broke into the residence

Caught one from he and for who
Receiving a gunshot from both the intruder and someone else

When niggas was ready to murder me
During the time when others were prepared to kill me

You stayed up in the crib, like a bitch
You cowardly remained in the house, behaving like a coward

Lookin' ill, and it's lurkin' me (for who?)
Appearing unwell, with a sense of danger surrounding oneself

I got stabbed for you
I endured a stabbing on your behalf

Yo, shot up the ass for you
I even suffered a gunshot wound in the buttocks for your sake

Should stop blowin' the cabs for you (for who?)
Perhaps one should cease wasting money on taxis for your benefit

Chill, some niggas called crabs for you
Relax, certain individuals act as obstacles to your success

Holdin' them garbage bags for you
Carrying bags of money, despite their association with trash

Ill, blowin them hags for you
Impressively spending large sums of money on extravagant purchases for you

I resort to evil, I don't grow on trees
I am inherently connected to immoral behavior, while not being easily obtained

I'm called by different names, chips, scrilla, cream
I am referred to using various slang terms, such as chips, scrilla, and cream

And I'm always green whether dirty or clean (Wooooeeee!)
Regardless of being ill-gotten or obtained legally, I retain my symbol of prosperity

Gettin' ya hands on me is the American dream
The ultimate aspiration in America is acquiring me

I'm more powerful than God, or Razale
I hold a greater influence than both God and Razale

Cause when you pray to God nigga, you pray for me
When individuals pray to God, often their prayers revolve around obtaining me

I'm an exchange hand to hand, with heavy weapontry
I am frequently exchanged from person to person, often accompanied by dangerous weaponry

This one couple fucked on me, and slept on me
A particular couple engaged in sexual intercourse and rested on top of me

Up in the dice games niggas stepped on me
During gambling sessions, individuals gamble with me, often losing and stepping on me metaphorically

Bet on me, couldn't pay, bled on me
They placed bets involving me, but were unable to fulfill their obligations, resulting in their suffering

I enslaved populations, and controlled masses
I have historically subjugated entire populations and manipulated societal structures

I come in all forms, coins, paper, plastic
I exist in various physical representations, including coins, paper money, and plastic cards

Even credit, I owe you
I hold such control and influence that even when one possesses credit, they are indebted to me

You work for me nigga, I own you
You are enslaved and dependent on me, as I maintain ownership over you

If you are smart, you make me work for you
Intelligent individuals utilize me as a means to achieve their goals

All ya life you try and get me and it's hurtin' you
Throughout your entire existence, your pursuit of acquiring me causes you emotional pain

If you had a million of me, what would you do with me yo?
Considering the hypothetical possession of a significant amount of me, how would you utilize me?

Would you blow me in a month and have nothin' to show
Would you quickly squander me, resulting in nothing to demonstrate for it?

Or would you invest in me and watch me grow
Alternatively, would you make wise investments, allowing me to multiply and expand?

Take me to the streets and flip me from, do' to sto' to do'
Bring me into street transactions, exchanging me rapidly from door to store to door

I underseen things I wish I hadn't seen
I have witnessed disturbing events and experiences that I would rather not have observed

I came between loved ones and families
I have caused divisions and conflicts within relationships and family units

A nigga kill his old man to get his hands on me
An individual will commit patricide in order to obtain me

Got secret ensciptions, examine me
I possess hidden markings and intricate details that require close examination

Want to find me, the bank machine is where I be
If you wish to locate me, the automated teller machine is where I am typically found

And showed 'em to a hundred grand, F.D.I.C.
Revealing a substantial amount of money, protected by the Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation

I'm more notorious than the B.I.G.
I am more infamous than the renowned Notorious B.I.G.

I'm so money, who don't want to be like me
I am the epitome of wealth and success, desired by all